A glimpse of
absolute un-tarnished
presence
I fell spiraling
in a dream

blue eyes of certainty
and truth
it was I
that sent me
into oblivion

Watch them,
the gods of mortal life
giants
and guides
into proper survival

No interest in our world,
as theirs is different
from the magic
of ours

Carried off
by a magic tornado
of centripetal
energy

into a place we know not,
though one day will find

essences blended into one
a fundamental and holy dance
of all that is

By saving the princess,
you save her kingdom

The brightest figure
upon a hill

gardens of summertime
dew
and creatures
of a thousand colors

blasted forth,
a gentle merging
of something higher
than nuclear
fission

from the depths of
her motes
and heights of
vibration

serve your anima,
so she be in your life
always

Respect for the depths,
those who dwell
in her midst

sharing the news of
suffering
in musical ways

sweet reminders
that you feel the same pain
as I

Time is a construct,
and eternity is always present

Find a glorious
rhythm
of unprecedented
beauty
a flow of a
frozen
river
we march
forth into
the unknown
words appear
as magic
and reveal
a sacred
message

step into this light,
some form of
invincible
revelation

a majestic shining
of a thousand suns
upon faces
of many
forms

remember this frequency,
let it carry you through
the temporary
and reveal for you
an immortal
meaning

grooves in this path,
a step forth into
nothingness,
as presence was
always the illusion

figure this mentality,
the angels whisper
hymns
of ancient
and pure
wisdom

fly,
fly away
from the uncertain place
and let it go
let go of all
that holds you back

Why is it that
the depths
reveal the greatest
insights

of oblivion,
into chaos
confrontation
with the
daemon

the verge of death
and all suffering
deeper,
deeper
we dive

touching the limit,
that between
life and
the end

a gentle spark
of a thousand suns
the ignition
of something so powerful
it's silence
and light

obliteration of all that is
a welcoming white room
a familiar place
where we all
reside

Grasping at
this essence
some magical
force
of purity

grant me access
to your infinite
wisdom
my source,
and friend

permit me entrance
a desperate collecting
and striving
for your vibrance

this painful
confrontation
with the face
of love

ripping it apart
a graceful
destruction
and fruit
of
surrender

In a dream,
she returned
as a pleasantly
sad energy

amidst the deepest
reaches of mortality,
this essence refreshed
all that was forgotten

violet frequency
that wore a few
faces, though was
always the same

the opposite of degeneration
and universality
she demanded all of
the world,
and the world
I gave

Forsake her not,
and honor this first
and recurring
love

this is the source
of all life,

I want to be a poet,
that was the pinnacle
to find such mastery,
to where even the slightest
and shortest of words
can capture the utmost
of power

Shared with the world,
even beyond a
span
of time

Catch this melody,
a rotating glance
at all that you can
attract

right desire is what comes true,
and the false or unrighteous
will never pass

align with the highest forces,
to move reality
in the most proper of ways
correct your world,
and purify it
for your people

a time-trick trance
echoed throughout
the present,
these untold variables
that dictate,
your destiny

Seek it,
an adventurer
and design
that of enlivening
sparkle

gentle, like water
not constricted
but active
alive,
as a child

life is better,
simply desire it
and find
it can be
transcended

mountains more
of potential
a satisfactory
passing
and writer
of your own
story

never relieve
this energy
as it is your guide
not one of perfectness
though one of
mystery
and
bliss

Was it the demon
who struggled to emerge
the entity or essence
I battled with

or was this energy,
my own soul?

who was it I wrestled,
this thing
that struggles
to
emerge

Suppressed, stifled
not listened to
something to be ignored
and repressed
as a
dangerous
dragon

though was I at war,
with my own essence?
an energy signature
unique to I,
the purest form?

Forgive me,
for I've sinned
against God,
and my own self

Let the soul emerge
into new life
a dusting off of
crushing dust

let it rise
because in it
is life

not an enemy,
though a whispering savior
and the tree of life
an ever-present friend
that of
a million lights

sit back and breathe,
remember your essence
and change your perception,
this is not an enemy
but a sacred and dear
guide into the infinite

blossom gently,
and rise rapidly
and don't fail
because this,
this,
is your mission.

Remain balanced,
secure as a redwood
in an ocean
of movement

inhale his warmth
and energy,
the sun
your sacred guide
into the infinite

adamant, persistent,

to become whole
is the mission

You can't be so paranoid
as to check every action
with scripture
live in trust,
and grow in hope

Become who it is,
you know you are
and reject any
opposition

grow as a tree
into whichever one
it may be

We’re trained at
manifesting realities
and that can be
dangerous

learn to find the bright side,
and think of that

live it,
to the best of your imagination

Salvation is not in the world,
no conditions could
make it right

A magician can only go as far
as their imagination

Laws of the universe,
principals of
existence

that of opposition
and friction,
some transformative
effect
upon
all
growth

Seek not comfort,
explore the medium
a dividing line
of optimal
force

Find your opponent,
the shadow
of all that
you seek
not

your friend,
a foe
and reservoir
of untapped
energy

collide and construct
unlock this
potential

become who it is
that exists in the light
all you are
and who you're meant
to become

Again again,
a younger feeling
thought to have outgrown

Again again,
the same beginning
I once had

Lost as ever,
with only lesser hope

Always remember,
fear is the enemy
reality is as
wholesome
as you perceive it

with true intention,
go forth

don't let them scare you,
remain free

scientific morphology
cannot contend
with -unnameable-

Things are more
special with God,
a giver of good
gifts that appeal
not only to the
senses,
but the
soul

Controller of reality,
all that is beyond
our reach,
the heavens,
and the spaces
in between

Let us find this life,
and not forget you
this one who loves
and shows it
dearly

Loving is open,
the opposite
of a calloused
heart

You are the shepherd
of our life's paths,
you are the compass,
and the one that
leads

The granter of special
messages,
sent from the heavens
or that which we
call
sacred

Lead us into the best life
that you know for us,
and let us not lean
on our own
powers

Help us to trust,
and bond with
you,
and remind us
why you are
good

Here it is again,
a certain clarity
that resembles
a truth

Reggae is supposed to drop a hint of wisdom,
something pure,
a truth

where is this touch,
where were you
when it vanished?

Keep it going,
these poets of wisdom

share what you find,
and bring life

give it to those in need,
and all who long

Fell through a
thousand suns
into an abyss
of grinding
darkness

suppressed and forced
to stand up,
or die

what is this place?
a genesis,
a sprouting
up of
creation

claiming my own power,
my own will,
my own essence
of humming
core
energy

rooted in freedom,
the soul is,
as delicate as a dove
and cannot be
contended with

listen to her,
listen to her,
listen to her

A glance into the tyranny,
nearer and nearer
the blackness
comes

avoiding spasms
of contradictory
patterns
splattered upon
the ideas
of a common
imagination

we trickle forth,
as the essence
of distant
eternity

dance upon the illusion,
a hatred for Mara
this ever-present
quest

unlock symphonies
of boundless praise,
a magic of thirty
thousand
angels

we venture on as
sacred explorers
conquering fear
as if it were
a mouse

Guilt calcifies
your
Pineal Gland

The universe speaks,
unveiling cosmic mystery
through the
subtlest
messages

You are on your path,
so listen to
the hummingbird
he'll tell a story

Crimson diamond,
this sparkling fruit
a delicious enticement
into knowledge,
of good & evil

Why would one want to know,
to unplug from the fabric
of all illusion?
a glimpse at a foundational
truth,
the one that God
can see

a matrix mentality,
this desire for the red
a promise that understanding,
will set us free

trickery of the darkest one,
though the truth he told,
a delicate mortal mind
not ready for what
had been
revealed

distant remembrance,
this sacred veil
of setting suns
time based epiphanies
of all that will come
dance into this future
and be brave,
take this torch
a burden of knowing
and set yourself
free

There's something about the
one who stays alone,
separate from most
authentic connection

the Monk in the cave,
a gentle withdrawal
from the collective
buzzing

to find and confront the one,
who was buried away
for so long,

the silent Monk sought
a higher truth,
and into himself
he went

What would it mean,
this inverse capacity
for finding the illogical,
a contemplation upon
an endless mystery

This life you find yourself in,
a planet,
a place you didn't choose

why perhaps this realm
of disintegration
presents such
complex struggle

to find peace,
to seek something
higher,
this insane desire
in a reality so fleeting

what a perplexing thought
this is,
to have tranquility
even amidst
the most violent
of worlds

solve this puzzle,
a prize to unlock
where meaninglessness
transforms into meaning
and pointlessness
becomes the point

He said to climb,
intensify your frequency
and dial it in
to absolute clarity

tune your frequency,
find those sweet notes
and make sure your words are right
with all those you reach

Who told you
it's illegal
to feel great

why do you believe
that vibrations
of higher realms
are unattainable

don't you know
that hell is your mind?
and in the minds of others?

you can rise higher,
there are new places
and sacred feelings
that exist
within  
your
reach

though bear it in mind,
that those in hell
fire shots
at those who rise
not of their own accord
but from their own
ignorance

thoughts precipitate
upon burning rocks
evaporating
into the atmosphere
feel the kiss
of burning moisture
and remember
...

remember,
you are in control
you are the creator
the shaper
of a more
sacred
reality

take your power back
and use it for good
mold this mess
back into something
more beautiful

Don't let other people's
ideas
pollute your,
experience

To choose a pathway, oh a twisting
journey
to find your own way
some task
of impossibility

we call upon God,
and all teachings,
forsaken
and deemed
holy

an intuition
or calling
the introspective
guidance
of the Spirit

glance down further
into an abyss
of unknowningness

select this way,
and follow it
your calling
yours and yours
alone

take this spark,
a gentle nudge at
mystical mystery
find the sweet notes
of angelic whispers
they point you home
with the softest
of voice

Victory is just that,
a choice to go
not to remain

a magnetic draw
towards the optimal
allow it
and don't fight

with this,
you too
will
reach
the
heights

There's a more sacred mind-state
A wholler feeling,
like everything is alright
It seems we've forgotten
this original
and perfect
place

Where death doesn't exist
and the tricks of Satan
are all but present

Rise again into new-life
increase the vibration
us collective,
humanity

let us demand heaven
and pull it down here,
you and I,
my fellow
rememberer

Sounds of delicate melody
flowing upon winds
of sacred
deities

trickling energies
of newborn
essence
and blossoming
of something
better

running in circles
and chasing the sun
a new reality
in time
originality
this pure breeze

I said it carried magic
some invisible
radiance
it brings to life
the seemingly
lifeless

Pulses of ignition
in reigniting birth
a gentle infinity
of contractions
and expansion

contrasting efforts
of opposition
wisdom is desired
though the one
is divided

You can find it here,
so hold on

Become familiar,
with the eternal peace
that exists
within

a fire of ten thousand
suns
your essence
is of infinite
energy

live from it,
feel it,
speak it
forth

an enemy who prowls,
tries to take your light

explode forth,
radiate
as the deepest
galaxy

surrender,
accept,
transform,
actualize,
your highest
presence

The angel sang and said,
I am with you

venture forward,
through the valley
of your own
shadow

Ah yes,
a reminder
and attunement
back with the self
this poetry causes

returning again
to sacred etching
communication
with the higher
and purest
truth

Poetry this is,
a holy reflection

grasping at the strands,
a mighty string
that keeps a mind
from chaos
and in-tune

They are who
chase it
the fleeting
feelings
of illusive
feeling

finding out what
feels the best
and pursuing it
as a lion

sought after and achieved
the strongest
among them

the King takes the
most pleasures
and must defend them
against
the others

a perplexing mystery,
or a feeding
as the Buddha
said

Is this the game?
to find pleasure
and protect
it?
this fleeting
mist
of elated
vapor

To accept your calling,
a delicate decision
of the most
difficult
in nature

your soul has no voice,
it cannot speak
only delicate nudges
towards something
more

an intuition of a thousand
languages,
though her guidance
is seldom  
sought

find this elegance,
this draw towards
death,
face the pit
and the fears
within it

take the sword,
my dear son
the weapon
of your
purpose

step into the unknown,
and trust the silent
whispers
go farther,
and fear not

enlighten,
enliven,
awaken

rise, and rise again
listen to her call,
her delicate
yet all powerful
force

trust and accept,
your destiny,
all that you are

meet your potential
and listen not
to the world
and even if you fall,
you will know that  
-in the end-
you gave it your all

resemblance of
eternity,
a time and space
where all matter
is still

a positive acceptance
of the one you
killed

bring back to life,
the attraction
and appreciation
for this heavenly
design

appreciate and transform,
renew your mind
with newfound
wisdom

potent forces of
delightful
enchantment

Spontaneously arisen
from dirt and clay,
ashes of infinite potential
in stagnation
of a thousand
particles

reveal this mystery,
how the divinity arises
from dust
a force residing
in stillness

embrace this message,
one of both sorrow
and elation
the passing entity
of a creature
arisen
for but a brief
time

The knowledge,
it points to a destination,
what is it that
I am trying to uncover

a common thread,
some hidden meaning
some piece of
truly sacred
knowledge

a blind hope,
and heroic
determination
that is,
unto death
for this
secret
hidden
truth

a pure vibration,
some holy utterance
of deeper truth

for meaning,
for weight,
for actuality
a duality
between
vibration
and
matter

It's there, right here
said the angel

From the night,
a creature came
forth from black
and the deepest
of shadows

delicate being,
of tremendous
presence
he called our name,
and we answered

forever,
into the future
a vision was
painted
he'd be joining us
in life's unfolding
journey  

though his time cut short,
an unexpected vacancy
filled the once happy
dream

An owl named Wisdom,
he left us with a mystery:
why must the magic
disappear?

Innocence
burns as fire
which my fuzzy mind
must protect

lucidity in error
as time commences
forth

memory and guilt
with each ****
I've felt
shaking to my core
with violent
syllables

To reflect on error
prevents growth,
and a direction
away from growth
is a straight shot
towards
death

enlighten me,
oh spirit
with your clarity
and white fire

To the angels,
she asked,
what is it that
will make my life
more beautiful?

an honest question,
of depth and heart,  
a feeling of surrender,
and openness

look to the trees, and the sky,
glimpse the stars,
and pay attention
to the wind,
listen,
and you will find,
ask and you shall,
receive

it was in the quiet,
in the stillness
of the mist,
in the bark of the pine,
and movement
of the ants

a gentle unfolding,
and remembrance
of something sacred,
she awakened,
as from a dream

the flower  unfolded,
and became something familiar
this calloused ember
of infinite flame,
a wisdom became
living

a golden feeling,
of light and love
of peace and knowing
let it guide you,
and you shall find
all of the peace
that your soul
craves

Whether God be emptiness,
a blind and empty void

Or God be himself,

You can acknowledge
that there exists

a creative force

you brought joy,
laughter
and a special happiness
more unique than
the stars

a flicker that caught fire,
and burned as bright
as the largest sun

for all those you encountered,
and the essence you gave,
though for a short time,
a life more potent
than most

love had ignited your story,
and forever it will remain
in memory,
imprinted with a golden signature
of your potent energy

Two steps in and
one step back
the time passes
as a delicate
trance

the bashing of control,
and symphony of freedom
ah this matrix,
has many faces

those who stay alive,
and escape its grasp,
who retain their soul
and sacrifice
nothing

this was the poet,
and his secret power

those who detach,
and transcend from
the structures,
with word
as their potent
sword

keep your freedom,
and stay true to yourself
authenticity has a value
more than a thousand
mountains

snow globe equations
of delicate texture,
smoky white
epiphanies
give pressure
to this delicate
barrier  

shattered into dust
an entity released
upon nature's
stage

born from nothing,
something has become

free myself,
poetry is free
one thing in life
without boundaries

Share your energy
that mitigates fear
help those who struggle,
calm down
and smile

step into this current,
this magical current
made of love

regain your sight
remember to hear

see the temptations
evaporate
as you gently
and humbly
take the scroll
of your
mission

listen close
to this present moment
where all truth resides
and lies dissipate

this sacred space

Time we consider
suffering,
thus we speed
it up

consider this,
a tale from the time
when time is fast,
our attention
ceases

they admit defeat,
how they've lost control
of something so
easy,

slow down time, and
remain present,
let minutes tick by
as eternities
in a black
vacuum

fall within,
and deeper
into a still place
where all that matters
is the awareness

There the highs are,
then come the lows
this great flow
of mystery
that nature
has granted

it's part of the game,
some ancient pattern
that only few
master

this is a glance
of the Way,
an essence
of poles,
where all
is one
yet
there exist
opposites

the center,
of everything
go there,
and find
balance

What was the reason they said
a choice was made
with assuredness
though this revelation
casts a new shadow
upon all
the land

reveal this essence
some truth unknown
an explorer who's
awakened
into absolute light
though this place
of transcendence
wasn't peaceful

betrothed to doubt,
the brave one
who ventured forth
into this unknown
convinced by
intuition
to take this
crimson pill

a desperate struggle
a clarity of the cage
awakened into
a cell
of the most complex
and dangerous
prison

this entity, this animal
the lion that devours
and wants your energy,
your mind
and soul
with no sparing
of any fragment
of your being

awaken, and reveal
a reality designed
to consume,
your light,
this sacred
and delicate
essence
that must
be
kept
alive